Down to the Ocean

I need some medication
I've seen no sun in days
My boss man won't stop calling
I skipped out on work again
I might be slowly slipping
I just drink and blaze all day
But a tropic destination might chase my blues away

Down to the ocean, and down to the sea
I almost can feel that sweet tranquility
Camarones, ceviche guitar in may hand
Don't worry about me if I leave dry land
My troubles are gone and I'm feeling Irie
This moment in time I've no responsibilities
Just falling in love to the steel drum band
With the moon on the water and my toes in the sand yeah

My skin is 10 shades darker
I lost my damn shirt again
Uno mas El Jefe? Si tequila con Parrot Bay
I have not been productive
In at least 100 days
There's not much more important
Than my need to waste away

Down to the ocean, and down to the sea
I really am feeling that pure tranquility
Tequila, Corona and a spliff in my hand
You should probably come find me if I leave dry land
My troubles are gone and I'm feeling Irie
This moment in time I've no responsibilities
Jose Cuervo and me we play along with the band
I feel the boat rockin' but I'm still on dry land

They can lock you away in a cell with no key
But they can't lock your mind there you'll always be free
Kingston, Vallarta doesn't matter where you be
It's the Tropic Vibration that gives you what you need yeah

Down to the ocean, and down to the sea
I really am feeling that pure tranquility
Tequila, Corona and a spliff in my hand
You should probably come find me if I leave dry land
My troubles are gone and I'm feeling Irie
This moment in time I've no responsibilities
Jose Cuervo and me we play along with the band
I feel the boat rockin' but I'm still on dry land



Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey Wittmeier
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